I thought it all came to a cross But it turned into a circle When I started using green With a touch of orange and purple Like sunset over mountains With a forest in the distance It lowered my defenses Dissipated my resistance Zero's the inhale, one is the ex Do you think we come from intelligence? A formlessness took a nice deep breath Then exhaled into us, now it all makes sense Zero's the inhale, one is the ex Do you think we come from intelligence? Zeros and ones, yeah, zeros and ones This universe is a pair of lungs